incoherent

i am in manila, arrived here saturday morning. went shopping for school supplies and some clothes for my two nephews. met with my sister bing later in the afternoon in another mall to watch sex and the city. enjoyed the movie, came home to find marco, bing's son, already asleep. a rush of guilt set in when we saw a scraped knee and a bruised lip. he must have fallen sometime this afternoon... ah, we'll make up with him tomorrow.

i'm watching a reality show while blogging. it's about repairing a house in a given time. my admiration and awe at workers and artisans are reinforced. i wish i could wield tools like that, so confident, so effortless.

i just don't know where this post will lead, like most of my thoughts these past days, everything is happening, going to all directions. i just do not want to take hold of the reigns right now. i just let be.

once in a while i get into the habit of watching my life in this big movie screen in my mind, not analyzing, not judging, not feeling anything.